Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 1010 The Death of Dong Yinjun

Murong Wan, isn't she her daughter?

How can it be?

"What? Is it hard for the Queen Mother to believe it?"

Huang Liuli smiled: "Mother, you claim to be smart all your life, and nothing in the world has ever escaped your eyes. It's a pity that your mother was also deceived. And the person who lied to you is you The beloved emperor."

"He loves you, but what he loves more is his own child. So, he lied to you, even if he was forced to conceive someone else's flesh and blood, he dare not tell you that the child is not yours."

"Snapped--"

Almost exerting all his strength, Huang Fengqing wanted to hit her.

But Huang Liuli, with a cold face, immediately grabbed her wrist.

How useless she is now.

As long as she moves lightly, she has no strength to resist.

"you you."

"The queen's throne will eventually fall into the hands of an outsider. Doesn't the queen feel regretful and unwilling?"

"Impossible! Wan'er has my royal child on her chest." Before she could finish speaking, Huang Liuli continued her words unceremoniously: "The butterfly pattern on the chest of Seventh Emperor Sister can be fake, let alone Murong Wan Of all the people in the world, you are the only one who firmly believes that you have told her everything about the royal family. If he wants to get a fake butterfly pattern, what's the problem?"

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood was spat out in front of Huang Liuli.

She was splashed all over her face.

However, Huang Liuli wiped her hand without feeling disgusted, and smiled slightly: "Emperor Mother, in fact, you don't have to be so angry. After all, these moves and routines are what you often use on others. One day, such routines will be used on others." You should also get used to it."

After saying this, Huang Liuli looked at Dong Yinjun behind him.

Dong Yinjun didn't seem to have expected that things would evolve to this scene.

The expression on her face is ever-changing, and the only thing that remains constant is her arrogance.

She stepped forward, raised her hand, and slapped her face directly.

Dong Yinjun covered his face and fell backwards.

He fell to the ground in embarrassment.

A pair of beautiful eyes widened, staring at her fiercely: "Do you dare to hit me?"

"It's just the daughter of a slut and a lowly slave. Do you really think you are so superior?"

"Dong Yinjun, do you think that all people should bow their heads for you because of your noble posture? In my eyes, you have been just a clown from beginning to end."

"Those ministers in the court who have taken refuge under your command are loyal to you only because of the face of Lady Yang. Why should I look up to you?"

"Thanks to you, self-righteousness, really being yourself, can you make everyone in the world submit to you?"

The sharp sword in her hand was pointed at her.

The ministers and guards who came in with Dong Yinjun were all subdued by her people.

Speaking of uniforms, it would be better to say that half of them, seeing the change in the situation, took refuge in Huang Liuli's side.

And the few remaining princesses and princes were also beheaded by Huang Liuli all the way here.

Dong Yinjun was unwilling to die so easily.

Although she was afraid of death, if she could get Murong Wan to be buried with her before she died, she would be willing!

She looked at Huang Liuli coldly: "Instead of wasting your time on me, you might as well deal with the people who really threaten you!"

(End of this chapter)